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Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy
Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore Maybe its me, but this life isn't going anywhere Maybe if we looked hard enough we could find a back door Find yourself a back door I see you in line dr |
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| 2. |
| 4:30 |
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Will I ever get to where I'm going?
Will I ever follow through with what I had planned. I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted and the directions for me are a lot less in demand. Will I ever get to where I'm going? If I do, will I know when I am there? If the wind blew me in the right direction would I even care? I would. I take a look around; it's evident the scene has changed. And there are times when I feel improved upon the past. Then there are times when I can't seem to understand at all and yes it seems as though I'm going nowhere... really fucking fast. |
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| 3. |
| 3:19 |
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Blink and you miss a beat
Keep pne of your eyes open at all times. Think that you're on the brink? The shit hasn't even begun to hit the fan. Consequence you'll see will be stranger than a gang of drunken mimes. Situation has a stink. Better clear the air |
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| 4. |
| 4:25 |
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I'd like to close my eyes and go numb
But there's a cold wind coming from The top of the highest high rise today Its not a breeze cuz it blows hard Yes and it wants me to discard The humanity I know, watched the warmth blow away.. :: :: So don't let |
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| 5. |
| 4:00 |
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It's coming around again
They're letting it out again, again It's coming around again They're letting it out again, again It's coming around again They're letting it out again, again It's coming around again They're letting it out again When it comes, it |
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| 6. |
| 3:20 |
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Meet me in outer space
We could spend the night Watch the Earth come up I've grown tired of that place Won't you come with me We could start again How do you do it Make me feel like I do How do you do it It's better than I ever knew Meet me in outer spa |
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| 7. |
| 3:03 |
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If I hadn't made me, I would've been made somehow
If I hadn't assembled myself, I'd have fallen apart by now If I hadn't made me, I'd be more inclined to bow Powers that be, would have swallowed me up But that's more than I can allow Bow, aww yeah If you let them make you, they'll make you paper mache At a distance you're strong, until the wind comes Then you crumble and blow away If you let them fuck you, there will be no fore-play Rest assured, they'll screw you complete Til your ass is blue and gray You should make amends with you If only for better health, better health But if you really want to live Why not try, and make yourself Make yourself Make yourself If I hadn't made me, I'd have fallen apart by now I won't let them make me, It's more than I can allow So when I make me, I won't be paper mache And if I fuck me, I'll fuck me my own way POW, fuck me in my own way POW, fuck me in my own way POW, fuck me in my own way Fuck me in my own way You should make amends with you If only for better health, better health But if you really want to live Why not try, and make yourself Make yourself Make yourself Make yourself Make yourself |
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| 8. |
| 3:52 |
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Sometimes
I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer It's driven me before and it seems to have a vague haunting mass appeal But lately I'm beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there with open arms and open eyes Yeah Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there I'll be there So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive It's driven me before it seems to be the way that everyone else get around But lately I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there with open arms and open eyes Yeah Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there I'll be there Would you choose water over wine hold the wheel and drive Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there with open arms and open eyes yeah Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there I'll be there |
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| 9. |
| 3:56 |
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Today, everything was fine fine fine
Until roundabout quarter to 9, suddenly I found myself in a bind, a bind Was it something I said Something I read And manifest that's getting you down Don't you dare come to bed with that ambiguous look in your eye I'd |
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| 10. |
| 3:50 |
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It cuts the music with so much class
P S P O {Oh that's us, that's us} |
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| 11. |
| 2:49 |
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To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something to me that I can't explain. So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.(?) I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine. You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away. I know I'll see you again whether far or soon. But I need you to know that I care and I miss you. |
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| 12. |
| 3:44 |
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Pardon Me While I burstPardon Me While I burst
A decade agoI never thought I would beAt twnety-threeon the verge of spontaneouscombustion Wow-is-meBut I guess that it comeswith a the territoryAn omnious landscape ofnever-ending calamityI need you to hearI need you to seeThat I have had allI can take andExploding seems like adefinate possibility to meSo pardon me whileI burst into flamesI've had enough of the worldthat is people's mindless gamesSo pardon me whileI burn and rise above the flamePardon me, pardon meNo never be the same Not two days agoI was having a look in a bookAnd I saw a picture of a guyfried up above his kneesI said, I can relatecause lately I've been thinkingof combustion actionAs a welcomed vacationfrom the burdens of theplanet EarthLike gravity, hypocrisyand the perils of being in 3-DBut thinking so much differentlypardon me whileI burst into flamesI've had enough of the worldthat is people's mindless gamesSo pardon me whileI burn and rise above the flamePardon me, pardon meNo never be the sameNever be the same? yeahPardon me whileI burst into flamesPardon me? Pardon mePardon meSo pardon me whileI burst into flamesI've had enough of the worldthat is people's mindless gamesSo pardon me whileI burn and rise above the flamePardon me, pardon meNo never be the samePardon meNever be the same? yeah |
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| 13. |
| 3:28 |
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To resist is to piss in the wind.
Anyone who does will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist pressing against anyone who thinks something compelling. Our intuit we're taught to deny, and our soul |
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| 1. |
| 3:47 |
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Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy
Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore Maybe its me, but this life isn't going anywhere Maybe if we looked hard enough we could find a back door Find yourself a back door I see you in line dr |
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| 2. |
| 3:16 |
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Will I ever get to where I'm going?
Will I ever follow through with what I had planned. I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted and the directions for me are a lot less in demand. Will I ever get to where I'm going? If I do, will I know when I am there? If the wind blew me in the right direction would I even care? I would. I take a look around; it's evident the scene has changed. And there are times when I feel improved upon the past. Then there are times when I can't seem to understand at all and yes it seems as though I'm going nowhere... really fucking fast. |
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| 3. |
| 3:13 |
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Make Yourself
If I hadn't made me I would've been made somehow If I hadn't assembled myself I'dve fallen apart by now If I hadn't made me I'd be more inclined to bow Powers that be would have swallowed me up But that's more than I can allow If you let them make you They'll make you papier-mache At a distance you're strong Until the wind comes Then you crumble and blow away If you let them fuck you There will be no foreplay But rest assured They'll screw you complete Til' your ass is blue and grey You should make amends with you If only for better health But if you really want to live Why not try and Make Yourself? If I hadn't made me I'dve fallen apart by now I won't let em' make me It's more than I can allow So when I make me I won't be papier-mache And if I fuck me I'll fuck me in my own way You should make amends with you If only for better health But if you really want to live Why not try and Make Yourself? Make Yourself |
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| 4. |
| 4:04 |
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Sometimes, I feel the fear of the
uncertainty stinging clear And I can`t help but ask myself how much I`ll let the fear take the wheel and steer It`s driven me before, and it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal But lately I am beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel Whatever tomorrow brings, I`ll be there with open arms and open eyes, yeah Whatever tomorrow brings, I`ll be there I`ll be there So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of~ the hive will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive Ah~ ah~ ah It`s driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around But lately Im beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found Whatever tomorrow brings, I`ll be there with open arms and open eyes Yeah Whatever tomorrow brings, Il`l be there~ I`ll be there~ instrumental break Would you choose water over wine hold the wheel and drive Whatever tomorrow brings, I`ll be there with open arms and open eyes, yeah whatever tomorrow brings, I`ll be there I`ll be there instrumnetal till end |
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